Transitioning

Things are still fairly relaxed on the farm these days. There’s not much that needs to be picked or weeded. It’s still too wet and cold to start any summer planting. There’s no need to rush or feel pressed.

In the summer it’s usually impossible to keep up, even though the sun rises early and sets late. Those days will be upon us soon enough.

It’s almost time to cut off the wood stove for the year. Which means I don’t have to cut any more wood for a while. But it also means that from here on out I’ll be cutting a lot of grass instead.

A barn in the woods.

A friend came over to fish yesterday and he landed this 3 1/2 pound whopper. It’s one of the biggest fish I’ve seen come out of our pond.

That’s a big fish.

Then, as he was about to call it a day he made one more cast and ended up with a 6 1/2 pound monster of a fish. Not a bad afternoon’s work.

That is quite a fish! We lit our last woodstove fire last night after spending the weekend at the farm thinning the alders to stock up on firewood for upcoming winters.
If wishes were fishes, I’d send you that 6 1/2 lb bass that today goes well with your thesis!